"Fang Mo!"
Guan Lie and Xie Changmin cried out in alarm, their faces full of disbelief. They had never imagined they would see Fang Mo here.
"Fang Mo, is it really you?"
Guan Lie abruptly shook his head, as if shaking himself awake. He looked at Fang Mo, disbelief still in his eyes. Fang Mo was dressed in a black brocade sword robe, his bearing ethereal, the aura of a powerful warrior naturally radiating from him. The two of them hardly dared recognize him.
"The genuine article!"
Fang Mo smiled and spread his arms, letting the two see him clearly. His own eyes were slightly moist as well. Though not much time had passed, it felt as if they had been separated for years, as though a lifetime had gone by.
"Junior Brother!" At that moment, a green blur threw itself into his arms, carrying a soft, fragrant warmth. Then a pair of slender arms tightly embraced his back.
Fang Mo's outstretched arms stiffened involuntarily. Breathing in that familiar scent, a smile appeared on his face. His arms closed around the softness in his embrace.
He had imagined many ways they might meet again, but he had never expected Guan Lu to throw herself straight into his arms. Before the two elders had even fully confirmed his identity, Guan Lu had been the first to act.
Her action had been so direct, without the slightest hesitation.
"This..."
Guan Lie froze at once. His eyes widened in disbelief. He knew his daughter best. Though she usually appeared carefree and boisterous, she had always known her boundaries. She would never get too close to any man, much less take such initiative.
Yet today, she had thrown herself directly into this man's arms. Had she not even needed to confirm whether he was